noun- an insignificant or bothersome person.
origin: 1920-1925; from nitwit, twat
I am pretty much in hate with twitter. I feel like it is straight-up ego-masturbation.What are you doing right now?
Why do we, as a society, seem to feel the need to announce every.little.thing that we do?
4:15: taking a sh*t.
Good for you. tweet tweet.
4:45: My friends are better than yours.
5:30: I doing [blank], it's amazing... damn, my life is so much better than yours
I am the kind of person who reserves the right to ignore her cell phone calls. It wasn't until it was brought to my attention that I discovered my reserving this right is quite outside of the status quo. In fact, I've encountered some friend-bitterness due to this. My view is that there is no reason why I ought be reachable at all times... and so I'm not when I feel like it, and my friends either accept this or we no longer are friends.
Because of this tendency, I believe, I am immune to the temptation of twitter-- save for my love for esoteric ramblings. I don't understand why a person would want anyone to know everything (or anywhere near everything) about what they do, when they do it or whom they are doing it with. Call me old fashioned if you must.
I don't get it. I'm not some super secretive person but I do think that making one's life completely public is cause for alarm. What about taking advantage of a person's right to privacy? It's no wonder that the Government was not met with mass public outrage when they began illegal wire tapping Americans... we're a nation of twits!
That's why I actively practice misinformation on ALL of the social networking sites in which I participate. To know me is to know me; to be my ___________ friend, well, is to (hopefully) take me with a grain of salt...
And I'm a hypocrite, follow me on twitter: smreelove ;)
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